"Traversing my way through the labyrinth of emotions,I'm the unwary adventurer, unaware of the solutions.My losing grip only helps my agony get more poignant.Yes, I see it all. I have endured, but now I am spent."

This stanza speaks to me. I am impressed that you wrote a rhyming poem that doesn't feel strained in an effort to find the "right word." This flows smoothy without the hurky-jurky cadence of some rhyming poems.

there's Change in this poem...it's still going on.there's still Hope in this poem..still going on.there is also Miscomprehension, Miscommunication, and Misunderstanding.Wow. what a life!This is a person --the Speaker-- one wishes to know more of.The speaker's a good person, Life has just gone Raw for him/her.

the poem is good, because it affects me (your reader) -- the purpose of a poem. Good job. thank you for sharing.

@ Clariice-- Finally!! I was waiting for someone to ask me this :D.. The word 'Blue' is referred to unusual, rare and royal most times. I consider myself to be someone who's all the three and more.. That's how 'Blue Blood' came to become the title :).Thanks for your comment!! :D

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I can't explain myself. A freak or a superhuman-- The choice's yours!!
No one has come to know the real me nor has anyone come to comprehend the kind of person I am....I guess this part is best left UNTOUCHED!! ;-)